Date: Sun, 27 Jan 2008 17:14:44 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Rose
Subject: Martin's First Case Chapter 3
DISCLAIMER:
This is my first story for quite a while. Here is the third chapter. I hope
you feel it is worth the wait. Please not that none of the characters in
the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary. This
is a detective story with sexual overtones. I hope that you like this as a
piece of writing.
WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a
homosexual nature.
Do not read this if you are under the legal age for accessing adult sites.
Always indulge in safe sex.
Chapter 3
The first few months after Martin started working in the Police Force were
perhaps the hardest time he had ever had to face. Until the day he began
his active duty, it had been possible for Martin to live on his natural
intellectual ability and quick wits, but he quickly discovered that neither of
these were necessarily assets in day-to-day police work. The realisation that
the skills that had held him in good stead and helped him successfully
through school and university were not of immediate use came as something
of a shock to Martin.
On his first day, the enthusiastic young man had arrived at his new Police
Station in good time to report for duty. On arrival, Martin had been asked by
the uniformed officer on the reception desk to wait a few moments before
being allowed through to join the rest of his colleagues. While he was
waiting, Martin had taken the time to look around at the posters and most
particularly the map of the area of London that was served by the Police
Station he would be working out of. The locality was a mixed one bounded
to the north by the river Thames and to the south by a large council housing
estate. In the middle of the area was a large expanse of open space
surrounded by a number of major arterial roads. Even to his inexperienced
eye, Martin could see that it was clearly a busy area with a range of
potential hot spots for crime. While he was still waiting to be called
through, a second probationer, who was clearly several years his junior and
looked as though he had had enrolled in the police force straight from
school, joined Martin. Taking the initiative, the older probationer smiled
and walked up to the new arrival and said,
"Hi, I'm Martin Roberts. I guess this must be your first day on duty here as
well."
The young man looked up nervously and rather tentatively took Martin's
offered hand and shook it, replying slightly hesitantly
"Y .. Yes, that's right, pleased to meet you, Martin. I'm Andy Clarke."
The two new recruits chatted quietly for a few more minutes and during this
time Andy had relaxed a great deal before they were finally invited through
to join the rest of the Relief. The arrival of the two very different
probationers in the squad room was greeted with some interest by the rest
of those present and both Andy and Martin were personally welcomed by
their Inspector, Jimmy ('Jock') Duncan. The senior officer said a few words
about each of the two men, offering warm encouragement to the younger of
the two, but adopting a more icy tone towards Martin. It was clear that the
Inspector Duncan did not approve of the fast track, graduate entry scheme
and disliked even more the liberal attitudes and sexual orientation of
people like Martin. Jock Duncan had received a full briefing from
Superintendent Alan Buxton several days before Martin had arrived and he
had made it clear to the Inspector that Martin was to be offered no favours
and to be worked as hard as possible in his first weeks on the beat.
Once he had performed his welcoming duties, Jock handed over to Eddy
Smithers, the sector Sergeant so that he could assign his officers their tasks
for the day. If Jock had been cold, then Eddy oozed downright hostility. The
Sergeant made even less a secret of the fact that he did not appreciate
having Martin on his Relief and would make life as uncomfortable for the
probationary Constable as possible. This Eddy hoped to achieve immediately
by pairing the newcomer up with Dave Powell, who was an officer that had
seen nearly twenty years service and lived for the return to the days when
police could once again fabricate evidence, clip youngsters and teenagers
around the ears and generally be held in respectful fear by the community
they served. It was with a smile of utter cynicism that Eddy Smithers
announced the pairing of these two apparently incompatible Constables for
Martin's first morning, adding as he did so,
"I'm sure, Dave, you will show Martin the ropes and that you'll both benefit
from each other's experience of life."
Dave, who shared many of the same prejudices as his senior colleagues,
gave a grunt that indicated to Martin that the older Constable was not
entirely pleased with having him as his partner. Nevertheless, despite their
mutual misgivings, the two men did find a modus vivendi and Martin
appreciated being allowed to share the local knowledge that his older
partner had gained over the years. Indeed, at the personal level the two
Constables came to respect each other, even though they remained deeply
divided on questions of policing policies and attitudes towards society in
general.
His first day out on the beat had come as quite a revelation to Martin as he
was given a guided tour through some of the rougher areas of his Beat. As
they toured round, Dave explained to the new boy all the potential dangers
of various kinds that could lie in wait for the unwary. One example was in
blocks of Council flats with their dark underpasses which were a particularly
bad places because not only were they the most likely place for robberies,
physical attacks and drug deals, but also they were a location where radio
transmission was often weak or non-existent. In pointing this out Dave said,
"You don't want to get caught in one of these places on your own. If you are
unlucky enough to be sent to one, always make sure that someone knows
where you are."
As they walked on further, the more experienced Constable also pointed out
the potentially difficult areas of the large piece of open ground in the
centre of their patrol area. This piece of heath contained many dark corners
and several places that were screened by thick shrubs and small trees where
all manner of crimes could be committed. As his older partner put it, in his
own inimitable way,
"This here area could best be described as the domain of thieves, rapists
and nancy boy queers and, on top of that, muggers and queer bashers.
Never go in there after dark on your own. If you see something suspicious
call for back up and wait patiently until it arrives. Don't ever try to play the
hero!"
Unsure whether the description of 'nancy boy queers' had been aimed at
him personally or not, Martin merely nodded an acknowledgement of the
advice he had just received, but made no particular comment in response.
Had Dave noticed the look on his young colleague's face he would have
realised that his remark had touched a raw nerve in Martin and left him
seething with annoyance.
Finally the patrolling pair came to a shopping area surrounded by suburban
houses and flats. As they walked along the wide pavements, the older
officer pointed out some of the key locations and then added,
"This is a useful area for making contacts and picking up information. Talk
to the shopkeepers, local residents, even the local kids, most of whom need
a good clip round the ear if you ask me anything, but we can't do that any
more, more's the pity. It's surprising how much they will tell you,
sometimes inadvertently. Try to build up a little network of informers, you
never know when they will come in handy and tip you the wink that
something is going on. Visit the local pubs and youth clubs, cultivate people
and don't worry too much about what side of the law they are on and, if you
can get some good snouts, it will be a feather in your cap, believe you me."
Even though he did not agree with all of Dave's sentiments Martin
appreciated each piece of advice the older man imparted to him and
gradually came to appreciate the many things he would need to gain a fuller
understanding of as he learnt his trade.
Back at the Police Station, Martin found most of the rest of his colleague
easy to talk to and get along with. Although a few openly shunned him, the
majority seemed quite welcoming and easy going. It seemed as though it
was only some of the more senior officers in the Police Force that resented
Martin's presence in the ranks. This was quickly brought home to him in the
small ways that those in authority could utilise to make life difficult for
their subordinates. When the weekly rosters were published it never seemed
that Martin got much time off at weekends, his request for a day off to go
to the family farewell dinner that Rob and Anna were holding before they
left for Africa was turned down and, on a couple of occasions, he found his
leave cancelled at the last minute in a way that scuppered any chance of a
social life. The final straw came when the Inspector seemed to take great
delight, as, watched by his equally amused Sergeant, he turned down
Martin's application for leave over part of the Christmas and New Year
holiday, so that the young Constable could attend the annual party at Rob's
parents. Hardly disguising the relish in his voice, Jock Duncan said,
"I'm sorry, Martin, but applications for leave at that time of the year are
taken in strict order of receipt and yours is far too late. In any case, we
tend to give priority to requests from Officers who have been in the force
longest and who have children and other family commitments. Single men,
like yourself, I'm afraid come a long way down the pecking order, as I'm
sure you can appreciate."
As he was obliged to do, Martin accepted the decision and the explanation
without comment. However, later in the canteen the young Probationer did
give vent to his feelings, as he sat having a cup of tea with one of his
friends, WPC Holly Wilson,
"It wasn't that they turned me down, I expected that and the explanation
was quite plausible and I realised that I was late in the day in applying. I
could accept the decision, well I have to, but it was the gloating tone that
really got to me. And, as well, to make matters worse, I know that Andy
Clarke is being given time off over Christmas and he joined this Relief on
the same day as me!! It's good luck for him and I know that he does have a
disabled mum and all that, but it really makes me feel annoyed that their
treatment of me is so blatant."
Holly was a few years older than Martin but the two had become quite close
friends and often shared meals and other rest breaks together. An
intelligent, bright, direct entry recruit the WPC held no resentment towards
her graduate entry colleague and showed a great deal of sympathy towards
Martin, even though she was aware that their relationship would remain as
friends. After he had finished sounding off, Holly smiled sympathetically at
Martin and said quietly,
"Don't worry about it. Jock and Eddy are Neanderthals and, much against
their will, they are being slowly dragged into the modern world What makes
it worse for them is that they know their days are numbered. They tried it
on with me when I first joined because the thought of a woman doing their
precious job was just too much for them, but I just showed them I wouldn't
be browbeaten and carried on. I think I'm going places, I've taken my
Sergeant's exam and I believed I'll get it and get promoted very soon.
What's more, like me, they also know that you are going to outstrip
everyone in this station one day. Of all of us, I reckon you will go right to
the top or very near it."
Martin smiled appreciatively back at his friend as he acknowledged the
WPC's advice and her encouraging words. It was people like Holly that made
Martin certain that the Police Force was the sort of organisation that could
adapt and meet the needs of the changing society they were living in.
Furthermore, when he thought hard about it, the Probationer was also
forced to admit that not everything had been gloom and doom since he
joined the Police Service or since he started pounding the Beat. Only a few
days after he started his probation, Martin had made his first arrest,
catching a burglar emerging from a house with property that was clearly not
his own. To his great relief, when the matter came to trial, the young
Constable's presentation of the evidence in Court had also gone well and he
had helped secure his first conviction.
In other area of Police work Martin was also making headway. On his regular
beat, the young Constable had begun to develop a network of helpful local
residents, including local shopkeepers, tenants groups, youth workers and
young people. This varied group of people kept Martin well informed about
suspicious events and activities that were causing concern and that had
taken place in the area. In addition, Martin had begun to cultivate a small
number of informers from amongst those that walked the fine line between
honesty and criminality. This group was very valuable in helping to flesh out
the intelligence that Martin had learnt from the local knowledge imparted
by his regular Beat partner, Dave.
Socially, too, Martin was doing well despite the frustrations of rarely getting
leave at times when he would most like to have it. As had been agreed at
Rob and Anna's wedding Martin had dined with Freddy and the two former
lovers had caught up on a lot of details about mutual friends. Furthermore,
Martin was given an open invitation to visit Freddy's country estate at any
time but particularly the next time he organised one of his infamous parties,
the goings on at which were the talk of the gay bars of London and beyond.
As well as meeting Freddy, Martin had managed to spend an evening with
Rob and Anna before they went to Africa and this meant that he caught up
with all the Cotton family news, most notably, and of greatest interest,
learning how well Dom was getting on in Canada. At the end of their
evening, before they all wished each other an emotional farewell, Rob
asked his best friend to visit him and Anna in Kenya as soon as he could find
the time and this was something Martin was more than pleased to promise
that he would do.
Even though it involved a considerable journey to work, Martin had decided
that, rather than stay in the Section House, he would continue to retain his
apartment in Central London. However, from time to time, his conscience
was pricked by the long periods that the two-bedroom flat remained
unoccupied. Martin had raised the matter at both his dinner parties and the
advice he had received from his friends was contradictory. Freddy had
suggested that he might look for someone to share the flat, while Rob and
Anna had counselled caution, arguing that, if he was not prepared to sell
up, their friend would be better off and safer leaving things as they were.
After considering both points of view, Martin decided that he would test the
water by putting a card in the local newsagent's window advertising his
spare room on the basis of sharing expenses in return for a relatively low
rent. The wording of the advertisement was non-committal, but asked
potential flatmates to contact Martin on his home telephone or leave a
message on his answering machine. After a week, there had been no replies
and Martin was just deciding that he would drop the idea when he came
home and found a message awaiting him. The pleasant sounding voice on
the answer machine said,
"Hello, Mr Roberts, my name is Sam Anderson. You don't know me, but I'm
a doctoral research student here in London and a mutual friend of ours,
Freddy Eversley, suggested that I call you, as I understand that you might
have a room to rent. If it is still available, I'd be interested in seeing it and
I'd be grateful if you would please call me back."
Although he did not immediately respond, after a few minutes thought,
Martin finally made up his mind and dialled the number Sam had left and
found himself talking to the person concerned. Before he knew it, Martin
had invited the student to come round to see the room. Less than an hour
later, a tall, fair-haired young man stood outside the apartment door. After
he had asked him in, Martin gave the research student the once over and
found Sam to be a very attractive and pleasant young man with a warm
smile, an open, if rather squashed, face, thick, sensuous lips and twinkling
eyes. Furthermore, the potential tenant's skin was quite fair and a good
match with his hair and his body appeared to be in good shape. Martin noted
that, at just over six foot tall, the stranger was probably a few inches taller
than he was. This did not matter that much to Martin, who was darker in
hair colour and complexion than the newcomer. It turned out to be a
superficial judgement, but Martin took an instant liking to Sam and, having
invited the young man in, offered the guest a drink and then rattled out a
series of quick fire questions,
"Tell me Sam what are you doing your doctoral research on? How long have
you to go before you finish? How do you know Freddy?"
Sam's mouth formed a broad grin as he replied in a good-humoured manner,
"Freddy told me you were a policeman and that I should expect the third
degree! In answer to question one, I am doing research on the English
romantic poets. As to question two, I am about half way through in the
sense that I have a lot of ideas, need to do research in the British Museum
and British Library and then start writing something soon or my supervisor
will be after me. And in response to the third question, I met Freddy at
Oxford as an undergraduate. He came to my school and gave a talk and I got
chatting to him afterwards and we hit it off. He told me that he often meets
up with undergraduates when he's in the city and takes them out for a meal
or drinks. He was as good as his word and we met a few times and that was
it. I believe you knew him at Oxford too, didn't you? He's quite a character
and a good and loyal friend, isn't he?"
Martin signified his agreement with Sam's assertion, but made no further
comment. Satisfied with the student's responses, the flat owner turned his
attention to showing the young research student around the flat. After the
tour had been completed, Martin said,
"Well, that's it. If you are happy with it and we can come to a satisfactory
financial arrangement about sharing bills and so on, I'm more than happy
for you to move in."
Sam, who had spent the time they had walked round the small apartment
checking out Martin as much as he was checking out the rooms, did not
hesitate,
"You bet! I'd be happy to share all the bills and expenses on a 50-50 basis, if
that's acceptable."
Martin grinned at his new lodger and said, enthusiastically,
"That's great! Move your stuff in as soon as you want to. I am working shifts
so we may not see all that much of each other but treat the place as if it
was your own. However, please be sensitive to my needs, especially when
I'm on nights or early turn and I'll try to be as quiet as I can when I come in
early in the morning."
Despite his normally cautious approach to life, the Police Officer had
abandoned this trait and rushed to a final judgement. With hindsight, Martin
realised that charming and attractive though Sam was there was something
about him that did not quite add up. It had never been explained where the
student had been living before and why he was moving and, quite out of
character, Martin had not asked for any references. Instead, the two men
shook hands to settle the arrangement and Sam agreed that he would move
his stuff over a couple of days later. In the interim, Martin received a phone
call from Freddy,
"What do you think of Sam, Martin? A fine specimen of manhood, don't you
think? He's been down to several of my parties and been a great hit. I've got
another one coming up very soon, perhaps you could both attend?"
Martin's response was guarded,
"I've only met Sam the once, but he seems very pleasant enough. I hope
that I'll have an even more positive view of him, once I get to know him
better. Let me know when the party is going to take place and, if I'm off
duty, I'll try to come along."
Freddy laughed loudly at his old friend's last comment and then replied,
"There you go, Martin! You policemen are never off duty are you!! Anyway,
come to the party if you can."
Without further ado the line went dead.
For the first couple of weeks after Sam moved in, Martin saw very little of
him. The reason for this was that the two young men's work and sleep
patterns did not seem to coincide. Once or twice they had overlapped each
other by an hour or so and on these occasions the two young men chatted
with one another quite amiably, each aware that there was a sense of
sexual tension between them. On the third time this happened, it was
immediately after each had received a formal invitation to Freddy
Eversley's party, the theme of which was "Roman Life and Times". Noting
that both he Martin had received a similar invitation, Sam said,
"I expect you've been to one or two of these events before, I've certainly
been to a couple as well, but never saw you there. So do you think you'll be
able to go this time?"
Martin looked at the date and smiled as he replied,
"I'm due some leave that weekend, so I rather suspect that I will go, at
least for one day, if not both."
Sam's eyes twinkled with pleasure and he seemed quite genuine in his
response,
"Great! I hoped we could go together and, before that, perhaps we should
get together and maybe talk about what we should go as. What do you
think?"
This suggestion brought a clear nod of agreement from Martin and it was
obvious that both men would have liked to take the matter further, but it
was time for the probationary policeman to leave home to go on duty, so
the question was left hanging in the air for a while.
It was at this point that Martin realised that he knew very little about his
flatmate and resolved to find out more next time they were both at home
together. This opportunity occurred a few days later and Martin thought he
had gained considerably more knowledge about Sam as a result of a
conversation between the two of them. It transpired that, unlike Martin,
Sam, who was the product of a rural state grammar school in the east of
England, had been overwhelmed by his early experiences at Oxford but had
recovered to gain a first class degree in English before moving to London to
do research. On the other hand, like Martin, Sam was an only child, but one
whose parents were still very much alive and liked to visit him from time-to-
time. After they had exchanged biographies and other family details, the
conversation moved towards more intimate subjects when Martin asked,
"Given the fact that you have been to several of Freddy's parties, may I
assume that, like me, you have been in a relationship with Freddy and that
we both share the same sexual interests?"
Sam seemed to sigh with relief, as he replied,
"I did have a short relationship with Freddy and, yes, from what Freddy told
me about you, we do share the same interests. However, at the moment, I
don't want anything heavy and I understand that you have recently ended a
long-term relationship, so if anything develops between the two of us, I'm
happy to keep it casual, with no strings attached, if that's OK with you."
Martin gratefully acknowledged the younger man's frankness. However, a
moment later he and Sam had moved closer together and, for the first time,
made intimate physical contact. The weeks of abstinence had made the two
virile young men hungry for sex and it was not long before they were pulling
at each other's clothes in a desperate effort to get naked as quickly as
possible. It took hardly any time before Martin and Sam were exploring each
other and the young research student was quickly on his knees running his
lips and tongue sensuously along Martin's erect prick. Anxious to reciprocate
this stimulation, Martin slid down onto the floor so that he was level with
his partner's equally hard, uncut cock.
It had been some time since his last sexual encounter, indeed not since the
final night he had spent with Dominic, so Martin was very sexually aroused
at the feel of Sam's mouth on his shaft and the touch of the young man's
hands on his balls. It hardly took a moment before the older of the two
could feel his balls begin to churn as a result of the expert sucking he was
receiving at the hands of his young partner. Sam, realising what was
happening, seemed more than happy to let nature take its course. Martin
struggled to stop himself, but realised that resistance was futile and
prepared to pull out of the younger man's mouth. However, Sam clamped
his lips firmly round his partner's throbbing cock and held him tight as the
ball juice gushed out of the gaping piss slit onto the waiting tongue and
down into the young man's throat. Martin gasped and groaned as he
climaxed and the wonderful feeling of intense relief washed through his
body.
When he had recovered sufficiently, Martin turned his attention back to Sam
whose thick cock was still hard with the glans only partially covered by the
protective foreskin. The skilful older man efficiently nuzzled the skin back
with his lips before licking the pre-cum from the leaking piss slit and
spreading it evenly around the exposed and sensitive glans. Sam moaned
slightly, as he felt Martin begin to slowly suck the thick shaft between his
lips and run his tongue across the sensitive areas at the base of his cock
head. Suddenly, Sam's face grew darker and his smile faded and the young
man began to thrust fiercely into Martin's mouth, face fucking him with
considerable force. The older man tried to control the unexpectedly
ferocious onslaught by grabbing hold of the shaft of his partner's cock, but
Sam brushed the hand aside and the assault on Martin's mouth and throat
continued for several more moments. The splatter of hot cum striking the
roof of his mouth signalled to the older man that Sam had achieved his
orgasm and, as soon as he had recovered his breath, the younger partner's
demeanour changed back to its previous friendly disposition, after which he
got up from the floor and left the room without a further word.
As he lay alone on the carpet, Martin tried to piece together the evidence of
the previous few minutes he had spent with Sam. The young man was an
expert cocksucker and had learnt or been taught this aspect of sexual
activity very well. What could not be so easily explained was the complete
personality transformation when Martin was seeking to give his young
partner similar satisfaction. Initially, the older man worried that it was
something he had done or failed to do that had brought about this change
but rather than seek out an immediate confrontation with the Sam, Martin
decided to find an opportunity to talk to Freddy about the young man's
strange behaviour, only then would he consider taking the matter up with
Sam himself.
The chance to discuss the problem with Freddy came the following
afternoon, but not before Martin had received another shock. The
probationer had been on early turn, so he returned to the flat in the late
afternoon to find a small note saying that Sam had decided to leave the flat
immediately and find another place to stay for the remainder of his time in
London. There was no word of thanks or apology and since Martin had not
seen the strange young man since their sexual encounter he was at a loss
over what to make of it all. When he told Freddy about what had happened
his normally exuberant old friend lost much of his usual cheerfulness and he
responded to the account by exclaiming in a horrified tone,
"He did that! I had heard that he could be moody and he had an awful
background, abused by an uncle and then apparently willingly brought into a
circle of family sexual activity, as a young teen, before coming up to
Oxford. When I got to know him, he was a bit of a mess, but he seemed to
sort himself out, come to terms with his life style and attended several of
my parties where, as I told you, he was a great success. Do you know where
he's gone now?"
Much of what he had been told about Sam's sexual background came as a
revelation to Martin, who replied to Freddy's question,
"I have absolutely no idea, but I don't think he'll come to any harm but I
would like to know where he is, just to put my mind at rest."
"Mine, too, but, frankly, I doubt if he will be in touch with either of us",
said Freddy, solemnly.
After a few more moments of conversation, Freddy changed the subject and
said,
"On a brighter note, under the circumstances, I don't suppose that Sam will
come to my party after this, so, provided you get your promise leave and
it's not cancelled at the last minute, there shouldn't be any reason why you
should miss it."
Martin grunted and said in reply,
"I don't suppose he will come to the party and the good news is that I'll
definitely be there for the first day, but I will have to return on the Sunday
morning as I am on early duty at the beginning of the following week."
Freddy made a sympathetic noise before, having by now recovered his more
booming volume, rounding off the conversation with a cheery parting
comment,
"Great! I'm sure all my guests will be delighted to see you again regardless
of however long you can stay, you know that don't you? See you very soon
then. Bye."
As Freddy and Martin had expected, nothing further was heard from Sam
until the day of Freddy's party when, to the party host's surprise, he turned
up for that event and behaved towards all the guests as though nothing had
happened. The host had obviously told several of the attendees about
Martin's experience and their sympathies lay entirely with the young
Policeman.
Party guests had interpreted its theme in different ways. As host, Freddy
was dressed in a costume that made him look like a Roman Emperor, whilst
most of the other guests, including Martin, had chosen to wear loose fitting
short togas. Sam, by contrast, arrived wearing the uniform of a Roman
Centurion. A short while after the official welcome from the host, the party
began to break up into smaller groups. Despite the warm and welcoming
smile aimed in his direction, Martin was more wary about talking to Sam
again and kept his distance. Having already found a convivial group of
people to interact with, Martin tried to make it clear that he did not want
Sam to join them. After a while, Sam realising that he was getting nowhere
with Martin and his chosen companions, took the hint and went off to find
his fun elsewhere.
As usual at Freddy's parties, the whole of his enormous house and secluded
grounds had been given over to his invitees to make use of and there were
plenty of locations in which guests could eat and drink, as well as enjoy
themselves with the other guests. On this occasion, however, unlike
Martin's first visit to the house, the family's treasures had been securely
stored away. Martin recalled that on that previous weekend he had admired
several painting marvelling at the quality of the reproductions before
realising that they were in fact originals. The Eversley family had been
assiduous patrons of the arts and Freddy had continued the tradition with
several additions of his own.
There was a significant number of people already at the party and most of
them fitted into the age range of over eighteen and under forty, giving
scope for satisfying the widest likely range of tastes. As always, a lot of
activity was centred in the area by the heated indoor swimming pool, while
other areas of the house were given over to more private groups where a
wide range of sexual activities were engaged in by a combinations of guests.
For those interested in relaxation, there was a small area was devoted to
the showing of rather grainy black and white porn movies. Finally, in any
likely area the guests could conceivably make use of, there were copious
amounts of food and drink for guests to consume.
Martin and his group of friends moved through the room with the movies and
on into a small area which was large enough to accommodate them all in
relative comfort. Once they had settled on a place, it was not long before
the group began to explore each other's bodies. It began with guests
fondling each other through the material of their clothes and working their
hands up under shirts to feel the youthful bodies beneath. Martin's closest
companion, Alan, was tall and slim and slightly older than he was, but he
seemed very fit and healthy. As he explored further, Martin discovered his
partner was indeed very strong and muscular and he liked what he was
finding out. For his part, Alan, liked the feel of Martin's body and was
anxious to discover more about him. Others in the room were similarly
engaged in mutual discovery and it was not long before this interest turned
into a desire to get each other naked.
Clothing was quickly abandoned and the group of strangers eyed each other
up and down. Martin was pleased to note that none of the group was
particularly small and that his was not the only cut cock among the eight
people in the room. Alan's dick was short and thick with a small amount of
pink glans poking through a thin translucent foreskin and a pair of heavy,
low hanging balls hanging below his shaft. Martin wasted no time in getting
his mouth to work on his companion's genitals and he used his lips to gently
roll back the foreskin, completely exposing the sensitive cock head. As the
cock shaft hardened, Martin ran his lips down towards the swinging balls and
sensuously sucked each of these into his mouth in turn, bringing a gasp of
pleasure from Alan.
Judging from the sounds emanating from around the room, other couples
and groups were engaged in much the same activity and this seemed to
stimulate the others. Alan, who was holding the back of his partner's head
in such a way that he could push his now rampant dick deep into Martin's
throat, was certainly aroused by what was going on. As he continued to
deep throat Alan's cock, Martin had begun to explore his partner's puckered
hole and had managed to insert one finger some distance inside his love
channel. This invasion made Alan groan even louder and he face fucked
Martin even harder.
Across the room, one of the other guests let out a loud moan and Alan and
Martin paused momentarily to watch as the man's rampant uncut prick shot
a large load of hot cum all over his much younger partner's face. The youth,
who was among the youngest people attending the party, responded
immediately as he, in turn, fired a volley of jizz all over the floor. This
momentary distraction gave the other couples in the room time to assess
the state of their own mutual enjoyment and Martin and Alan tacitly agreed
to change positions so that the older man could give Martin's dribbling cut
cock the sucking it needed. Kneeling over the younger man who was lying on
his back, Alan positioned himself so that Martin could tongue his hole and
suck his cock and balls. In the meanwhile, the older man wrapped his lips
around the cut head of Martin's dick and began to slide rhythmically up and
down. From time to time, the two men had to keep stopping what they
were doing to each other, as they did not wish to climax too soon. Once he
deemed the time was right, however, Alan swivelled round and positioned
his well lubricated hole directly above Martin's rampant prick and slowly
lowered himself down until he was fully impaled on his younger partner's
love stick.
Martin lay on his back looking up at Alan who was riding slowly up and down
on him and knew that it would not be long before he would be creaming
Alan's insides with his cum. The older and more experienced man knew this
too and tried to adjust his fuck action to prolong the pleasure and the
intensity of the moment, but, each time Martin's cock brushed past his
prostate, Alan could not prevent the younger partner's orgasm moving one
step closer. Equally torn between the needs to satisfy the desire to end the
exquisite agony and continue to please his partner, Martin tried to resist the
temptation to thrust up to meet Alan's downward strokes but found his will
power to do so increasing sapping away. Realising that Martin would soon be
at the point of no return, Alan used his powerful arse muscles to tighten his
grip on the throbbing cock lodged deep inside him and smiled down at
Martin, whose breathing had become short and rasping. A wonderful feeling
of relief began to surge through Martin's body and concentrate on his groin.
Unable to hold out any longer, he screamed out,
"Oh fuck .. yeah .. I'm going to ... cum!!!!"
As his balls churned, Martin, shaking from head to foot, exploded inside his
older partner. The hot spunk jetted out of his piss slit and Alan could feel
the throbbing shaft as it deposited a very large load inside him. As soon as
he was able to do so and having enjoyed the feeling of the younger man's
cock deeply embedded in his love channel, Alan reached down, peeled back
his foreskin and wanked his cock vigorously, covering and uncovering the
head until, with one final pull, he uncovered the glistening glans for one last
time. As he fired his own ball juice all over Martin's chest, throat and face,
Alan yelled,
"And .. now .. it's .. my turn!!!"
Martin's cock had begun to soften and slide out of his older partner's hole
and, once Alan had shot his load, the older man gently eased himself off his
exhausted partner and the two men lay back side by side taking time to
recover and watch the activities of other couples in the room, which were
all fast reaching their inevitable climax.
As had happened when the previous guys had cum, several of the other
guests had paused to watch Alan and Martin as they reached their orgasm,
before resuming their own activities. Martin noted that the other cut guy,
who was probably the oldest member of their little party, was on his knees
being pumped by a youngster, who appeared to be a teenager. It was clear
that this partnership was also reaching the point of no return, but, instead
of cumming inside his partner, the teenager pulled out his long thin uncut
cock and allowed it to stay still for a moment before it fired a volley of
spunk out of the flared piss slit and onto the older man's back. As soon as
the first teenager had withdrawn his cock, another youthful man took his
place and proceeded to plunge his short fat uncut cock into the kneeling
man. Immediately, the teenager that had shot a load with another guest
some time before moved to the front and fed his skinned back dick between
the man's lips. Soon this threesome had developed a fine rhythm. The old
man pushed back onto the invading youthful dick as the other teenage
partner face fucked him and then he pulled forward to swallow the
retreating prick as it withdrew from his mouth and the cock behind him slid
out until only the head was left inside. At this moment, Freddy,
accompanied by a very good looking teenager, entered the room and joined
the other onlookers announcing in his booming voice to nobody in particular,
"Aha, I see that David is having a good time as usual. There's nothing he
likes better than a good seeing to at both end at once especially when his
partners are so young and virile!!! A man after my own heart!!"
The youngster next to Freddy grinned broadly and fondled the older man's
erect cock whilst his own was being vigorously wanked. After a few minutes
of watching, the host and his partner got up to move on, but not before all
the group had watched as David's two latest partners reached their
orgasms, spraying their semen over his back and face amid loud groans and
cries of pleasure. First the guy that had been fucking David's hole pulled out
his cock and everyone watched as he wanked for a couple of strokes before
firing his cream onto the already slick wet back. This triggered the front guy
to pull his cock out of the sucking mouth and start to fire his ball juice all
over his older sex partner's face, covering David's mouth and nose with his
juicy tribute. This last act caused the older man to finally go over the edge
and David began to wank the shaft of his engorged prick and swollen glans
and, with a load groan, he also delivered a massive load which sprayed out
from the piss slit of his cut cock head and splattered onto the ground
causing a large sticky pool of white cum to form on the carpet.
Once everyone in the group had reached full satisfaction, it was tacitly
agreed that they should move on and seek new partnerships and pleasures
with other guests. Martin turned to his most recent partner, Alan, gave him
a gentle kiss on the lips and then the two parted company to go in search of
new and different excitements. Having passed through the room where the
movies were showing and noting that there were very few people in there
and most of those that were tended to be in the rather older age bracket,
Martin found himself by the swimming pool. A group of mainly young people
were gathered in a circle suck and among them was Sam, who, when he saw
Martin, beckoned to him in an encouraging way and invited him to join the
group. As before, Martin decided it would be best to ignore the offer and he
walked on and out through a door which led into the secluded area of the
garden.
As he strolled through the grounds Martin bumped into Freddy and his
partner. The couple were heavily engaged in foreplay, but the host noticed
his former lover and indicated a desire for him to join in as well if he
wanted to. Martin thought for a moment before agreeing. The youth, who
turned out to be called Tom, had a smooth slim body with virtually no hair
at all and a shaved pubic area from which sprouted a long, thin uncut cock
with a lengthy but fairly loose foreskin that covered the head and extended
quite a bit beyond even when he was hard. When Martin joined Freddy and
Tom, he immediately set to work on rolling back the youngster's foreskin
and exploring underneath it with his tongue, while Freddy continued to
work with much relish on Tom's hole with his tongue. The teenager
remained passive for quite some time as his two older partners used all
their skill to bring him maximum pleasure. This worked extremely
effectively as Tom suddenly began to respond to their attentions with
increasing sounds of appreciation. The host encouraged Martin to move
away from Tom's dick and Freddy indicated that he wanted his old friend to
work instead on his own puckered arse hole, something that the old flame
was more than willing to do. As his fingers explored deeper inside and found
the prostate, Martin ran his other hand up the host's cock shaft and
gathered some of the pre cum that was already flowing from Freddy's piss
slit. This enabled Martin to lubricate the hole and prepare it for the invasion
that was to come. Meanwhile, Freddy had turned his other young partner
round and was now sucking eagerly on the uncut cock, which was already
wet from Martin's earlier attentions. Tom continued to moan and sigh until
the host was satisfied that all was ready.
Once he was certain everything was just right, Freddy took control and
organised the three of them in such a way that both of the others could
enter him from the rear. Spreading his arse cheeks wide, the host guided
first Martin's cut cock into his hole and then with some slight difficulty, but
one quickly overcome, he ensured that Tom's long uncut cock could slide in
as well. The two entombed dicks worked reasonably well together and
Freddy seemed more than satisfied as he stroked his own rock hard shaft
and watched his two partners as they moved in and out like a pair of pistons
working in unison. A broad smile spread over the older man's face as he
urged his two partners on, shouting loudly,
"Fuck me!! .. Fuck Freddy senseless!! ..Fuck me with your two pricks!! I
want to feel you both cum inside me .. together!!"
Although he had already cum once and was assumed that Tom had also done
the same, Martin tried to control the growing churning in his balls and
convey to the teenager that he would try to hold back until they were both
ready. As it happened, the end came suddenly and swiftly, but it was,
nevertheless, satisfying for all concerned. Tom's breathing became ragged
and it was clear that he was about to blow and Martin and Freddy both felt
the young teenager's shaft begin to expand and throb. The sensation that
his fuck partner was about to explode proved to be more than enough to set
Martin off as well and, within seconds of each other, the two of them were
spunking off firmly lodged deep inside Freddy's warm and welcoming love
channel. The host purred with delight as he felt the two throbbing cocks
unload their ball juice and cream his insides royally with their spunk. Freddy
allowed a moment or two to elapse before he moved slightly to enable the
two deflating cocks and slip out of his hole. Once they had escaped their
host's arse muscle grip and although they were tired from their exertions,
both Martin and Tom could not neglect the fact that Freddy had still not yet
cum. The couple set to work to rectify the situation. As the party host lay
on his back sighing happily, the two guests sucked his cock and balls
between them. Tom sucked the fat circumcised head between his lips and
Martin toyed with Freddy's balls until it was his turn to lick up the shaft and
meet Tom's downward thrusts from the top of the cock. The kissing and
sucking did the trick and it was not long before Freddy was screaming that
he was about to explode. Holding the throbbing prick between them, Tom
and Martin waited until their host's piss slit widened and the creamy juice
exploded covering their lips and mouths with a warm coating of jizz.
A short while later, the alfresco trio split up and each of them moved back
into the house. Passing the swimming pool, Martin noted that the original
group had disappeared and a new group of somewhat older men were now
occupying this area. One particularly muscular guy was giving another
member of the party a deep fucking and the recipient of this long dick was
screaming with a mixture of pleasure and pain as the rest of the group
looked on with amused faces. Martin was tempted to join this group, but
realised that the hour was getting late and he was tired after his exertions
and more than ready to get some rest.
Remembering that he had not eaten or drunk much all day, Martin, after a
brief rest, made his way to one of the inside rooms, where he found a huge
buffet was laid out. Having eaten some food and drunk some wine, the
young guest felt refreshed and reinvigorated and decided to take one last
look around the house, before setting off to find the room where he was to
sleep. Freddy had arranged accommodation for everyone and all of the
arrangements involved sharing rooms. However, it was quite normal for the
pairings the host had suggested to change, as they did not necessarily
reflect what would happen on the day. As he roved around the downstairs
corridors, Martin caught a glimpse of Sam disappearing along another
corridor with a group of guests, so he slid out of sight so that he was not
seen. When he emerged from his hiding place, Martin found himself
confronted by a tall and youthful guest, who looked to be one of the
younger partygoers. As he looked closer, the stranger appeared to Martin to
be only just in his twenties or even his late teens. Glancing down at the
older man's flaccid cut cock, the young man grinned and said, cheerfully,
"Are you Martin? I'm Nick and I believe we are supposed to be sharing a
room for the night."
"Yes I am", came the warm reply and then Martin, who had a vague
recollection of seeing the young man at the swimming pool earlier in the
evening, added, "and it's fine by me if we are sharing! Are you ready to go
to bed yet?"
As the older guest checked Nick out, the first thing he noted was the blond
hair and the penetratingly deep blue eyes, both of which were features the
older man found most attractive. For his part, the younger man grinned
back Martin and stroked his short, but quite fat, cut dick and winked, Nick
made motion with his head that indicated that Martin should follow. As they
turned into a longish corridor, the youth stopped in front of a door and said
quietly,
"I think this is our room."
The two men entered the large bedroom and looked around. In the middle
of the wall at the far end there was a large four-poster bed and both men
giggled as they saw it before clambering up onto it. Martin looked his
bedtime companion over and, having mentally approved of what he saw,
said,
"I don't know how many times you've cum tonight, Nick, but I'm up for one
more go if you are, although in my case it'll probably take a bit of time."
Nick grinned and replied,
"I've cum a few times too but I'm glad you said that you wanted one more
long, slow screw. I can see how good your prick looks and I don't care how
long it takes as I can assure you I wouldn't mind if I had to have it inside me
all night!!"
By way of accepting the invitation, Martin began to kiss his new
companion's chest paying particular attention to the teenager's nipples,
which hardened as he did so. As the older man worked further down the
body it was clear that it was not only Nick's nipples that were hard but now
so too was his cock. The mushroom head was thick and spongy and Martin
quickly enveloped it between his lips, bringing a sigh of real pleasure from
his partner, who responded by manoeuvring his body into a '69' position and
taking Martin's engorging dick into his mouth. The two young men spent
some time slurping and sucking on each other's pricks and balls and
thoroughly enjoyed themselves. With no small encouragement from Nick,
Martin also began to explore his partner's arse, first with his tongue and
then, with just his index finger, before finally an increasing number of
fingers slid easily inside the youngster's willing hole. It was clear that,
despite his youth, Nick was no stranger to being fucked, as his love channel
opened easily to accommodate the probing fingers and the youngster sighed
loudly in response to Martin's teasing of his prostate.
For his part, Nick was enjoying his oral examination of his older partner's
love stick and was delighted by its taste and size and made it obvious that
he wanted to feel Martin deep inside him before too long. Taking charge of
the situation, Nick indicated that he wanted to be fucked doggy style to
start with. Obediently, Martin positioned himself directly behind the young
man and slowly fed his prick into the welcoming hole. The entrance parted
easily to accommodate the cock head and it was not long before the full
length of Martin's dick was embedded deep inside Nick's love channel.
Having paused just long enough to make sure that his partner was
comfortable, the older man began to slide slowly in and out of Nick,
reaching around to grip his partner's hard shaft and wank him in time with
the fucking motion. Neither man felt the remotest stirrings in their balls at
this point, but each was enjoying the pleasurable experience none the less.
After several minutes, Nick suggested a change of position and lay with his
back on the bed and rested his legs on his companion's shoulders in such a
way that Martin could slide in from the missionary position. The younger
man cradled his cock and balls as his partner's prick drove relentlessly in
and out of his hole. As Martin increased the depth and speed of his thrusts,
he sent shivers through Nick each time the prick went past the youngster's
tender prostate. Martin smiled warmly down at his willing lover, but, again,
neither man gave any indication of approaching the point of no return, so
they continued to make love in this position for quite some time.
When, at last, Martin felt a dull stirring in his groin, Nick responded
immediately by suggesting another change of position. Pushing his partner
down onto the bed Nick straddled him and, for the second time that night,
Martin knew that his prick was going to be ridden. The older man lay
passively on his back as the youngster slid his arse down gently onto the
erect cock and then Nick started to work himself vigorously up and down his
partner's pre cum greased shaft. It was not long before Martin began to
thrust up to meet his companion's downward thrusts and watched as Nick
wanked his own cock in a similar rhythm. Both men were gasping and
grunting and Martin found himself fighting a losing battle to control the
inexorable advance of his ball juice.
Summoning his last ounce of strength, Martin groaned and shouted out as he
came for the third time that night. This time, his spunk output was not as
plentiful as before, but the intensity of the orgasm was even greater than
the previous two as Martin strained to release the last ounce of cream and
deliver it inside his companion. Nick was on the point of passing out as he
wanked his shaft and his flared head and enlarged piss slit indicated that he
was about to fire his load. Feeling the throbbing cock cumming inside him
set Nick off and a respectable load of creamy cum erupted from his cock
and ran down onto Martin's stomach and chest. Thoroughly exhausted the
two men rolled over, hugged, kissed and, within a very short time, both had
drifted off to sleep.
Despite the late night and the exertions he had engaged in, Martin woke
early as usual and looked down at the still unconscious young man who was
lying naked in the bed beside him. As he had done the night before, Martin
admired Nick's soft smooth young skin and the flat stomach along with the
flaccid dick that lay neatly coiled at his groin. The older man was tempted
to take the lovely piece of meat into his mouth and suck the youngster back
to consciousness, a delightful way of being woken up as Martin knew from
previous experience, but in the end he decided he would let Nick sleep.
Slipping from the bed and moving quietly into the bathroom, the older man
showered and dressed.
Before leaving the bedroom, Martin wrote a note addressed to Nick,
explaining that he needed to leave so early because of his work and giving
the young man details of his home address and telephone number. Martin's
note concluded by inviting Nick to stay in touch and offering the young man
the use his flat as a place to stay, if he had no other place to go, whenever
the young man was in London. Finally, Martin leant over his sleeping
companion and kissed his forehead gently so as not to wake the sleeping
young man and then slipped out of the door, along the corridor and into the
other wing of the house.
As he passed through the house, Martin observed a scene of naked sleeping
bodies scattered all around the various rooms, but there appeared to be
nobody else up and about at such an early hour. However this was not the
case. As Martin approached the kitchen area, he could smell food being
cooked and, to his delight and astonishment, there was Freddy, dressed in
nothing more than a very short cook's apron and looking remarkably fresh,
waiting with a broad and welcoming smile. Attempting to keep his normal
loud voice as quiet as possible, the host said,
"Good morning, Martin. I expected you would be the first up. I trust you
didn't get to sleep too early!!"
Martin grinned back at his friend and said,
"No I didn't!! Nick is a lovely guy, where on earth did you find him?"
Freddy closed the kitchen door, so that his voice would not carry around the
house and gave Martin a full account of the circumstances that had led him
to meet the young man in question. The story was simple. Nick Adams had
been a student at Freddy's old school and the two had met on one of party
host's periodic visits back to Oxford. Although he was several years the
senior, Freddy had found himself being seduced by the younger man over
dinner and had ended up spending the night with Nick, who was far more
experienced than his age suggested. Whilst still at school, Nick had been
groomed for sex by his best friend and an older man. As a result of their
efforts the youngster was never happier than when he was servicing a cock
with his mouth or taking a rock hard prick up his arse. These were two
assets that had inevitably appealed to Freddy and he made full use of the
young man's services during his brief visit and resolved to ensure that Nick
received an invitation to his next party. When he was considering the
sleeping arrangements, it came as second nature for the host to think of
pairing Martin and Nick to share a bedroom as he believed that their tastes
and interests were mutually compatible. Given the way things had turned
out, both men realised that Freddy could not have made a more perfect
decision.
As Martin listened in silence to Freddy's story when the host had finished,
he responded enthusiastically,
"Well, you were quite right! I really do think Nick is a great guy and hope to
see more of him! Despite the nasty experience with Sam, I've offered to put
Nick up when he comes to London if he has nowhere else to stay. Thanks for
introducing him to me. I hope that I will have the chance to see much, much
more of him! I only hope he feels as strongly about me as I do about him.
You won't be put out if I take a chance and try to get involved with him? "
Freddy recognised the implication of the question and replied, graciously,
"Of course not, old boy. Don't worry about me, I certainly would not have
let him go, if I still maintained an interest, I'm not that altruistic!
Furthermore, I don't think he'll turn out to be another Sam. I certainly
would not have put you two together, if I had thought you didn't both have
something to gain from the encounter. I will try to make sure that he gets
back to you very soon as I'm sure that Nick and you are made for each
other. He won't be a substitute for Dominic, but he'll come close. By the
way, I put Sam in a bedroom with that large muscular guy you might have
seen by the swimming pool, I'm sure they will get on like a house on fire!"
As he said these last words, Freddy laughed mischievously and then changed
the subject,
"Breakfast? Help yourself to anything you fancy, food wise that is, although,
come to think of it, anything else as well, if you have the time and the
inclination!"
Martin laughed this time and said, solemnly,
"I have to leave soon, Freddy, so sadly I'll stick to just the food! Thanks all
the same."
Martin and Freddy helped themselves to a plateful of food and a mug of
coffee each and, as they ate, the pair maintained a companionable silence.
Once the guest had finished his food and drink, he indicated that it was
time for him to leave. Martin said that he planned to walk the short
distance into the nearby village and catch one of the infrequent Sunday
trains back up to London. With this in mind, if he left fairly smartly, Martin
told his host, he would be in time to catch the train and get back to his flat
at a reasonably early hour. Picking up the small overnight bag, Freddy
walked with his old friend to the front door, where he and Martin embraced
warmly. When they broke apart and before he slipped through the entrance
and out into the warm morning air, Martin said to his host,
"Thank you once again for a great party! I'm only sorry I shall miss the
second day but duty calls. Please look after Nick for me and try to persuade
him to call me."
Freddy beamed back and said,
"It is I who should be thanking you for coming!! It's always a pleasure to see
you and, rest assured, I will make sure Nick knows how you feel and tell him
what we both hope he will do about it!"
As he had hoped, Martin arrived back at his flat in Central London in good
time. Once home, he decided to have a nice long soak in the bath and then
a long restful day so that he would be ready for duty early the following
day. Martin spent some of the remainder of the day working on the first
draft of his dissertation, something he had neglected for too long since he
had been on active duty. When he finally retired to bed, and waited for
sleep to come, Martin's head was filled with images of Nick's smooth, soft
young body and of memories and fantasies about the attractive youngster.
These thoughts inevitably brought a stirring in the groin and being a healthy
young man in his early twenties, Martin reached down and began to run his
hand up and down the hardening shaft of his prick. Within a short space of
time, despite his tiredness, Martin was wanking his rock hard shaft as he
fantasised about his next encounter with Nick and what they would do
together. Realising what was about to happen, Martin reached over to the
bedside cabinet to get a tissue and, moments later, unloaded a jet of spunk
onto it as his prick fired yet another load of ball juice. Happy with both the
satisfying climax and the sense of anticipation about his hoped-for meeting
with Nick in the not too distant future, Martin lay back and went straight
into a deep sleep, during which he dreamed vividly about being present at
another of Freddy's parties. This was different from his friend's usual
gatherings as, at this party, Martin kept meeting all the people that had
ever meant a great deal to him and with whom he had shared his innermost
desires and with whom he had also satisfied his sexual needs.
All too soon, the enjoyable and refreshing sleep and even more pleasant
dream was rudely interrupted and brought to a sudden halt by the incessant
ringing of Martin's early morning alarm and the young man staggered out of
bed and into the shower in preparation for the day ahead. As Martin stood in
the shower the warm water cascaded over his body and the young man
worked shower gel and shampoo into his body and hair before stepping out
to dry himself off and put on fresh clothing and got ready to leave for work.
As he entered the Police Station that morning, Martin was blissfully unaware
of what events lay in store for him later during his shift and that possibly
the most important week of his life, certainly the most important since he
joined the Police Force, was about to begin.
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